A couple of months ago, a beautiful woman moved in next door to me.

The first time I laid eyes on her, I thought she was hot — hot enough to melt the polar ice cap. I took one look into those deep blue eyes of hers, and I was lost. We became fast friends and found it easy to talk and joke with each other. But beneath the friendly veneer of our relationship, something seemed to be brewing between us. I wasn’t sure at first, but I soon figured out she was interested in more than just talk.

Over the next few weeks, we saw a lot of each other. Whenever I heard her voice, I wanted her more and more. I knew that if I never had anything else in life, I had to have this girl. It seemed the feeling was mutual.

One day I decided to stay home from work and take advantage of the summer sun. I hung out in the backyard reading until about midmorning, when I went out front to check the mail. I noticed her car in the driveway and realized she was home. That’s when I knew that today was going to be the day. Today I would have her.

I ran upstairs to brush my teeth and put on my best cologne. I went through the trees between our houses and up to her back door. Before I knocked, I saw her through the screen door, kneeling on the floor with her back to me. She was wrapping a gift and had on jeans that were a perfect fit. God, did she look good! When I knocked on the door, she looked up and flashed me a smile like only she could. I instantly got hard, and there wasn’t a thing I could do to conceal it.

She opened the door and looked happy to see me. I started to melt and almost forgot what I’d planned to say. She invited me in for a glass of lemonade. I eagerly accepted and we started making small talk and flirting with each other. After a few moments, I noticed her eyeing my package, and that’s when I decided to make my move. I looked deep into her eyes and asked if I could kiss her. Her response was to lean toward me and give me the most passionate kiss I have ever had. Her tongue was deep in my mouth, her hand held my head in place, and her left leg wrapped around my right thigh, pulling me close to her. My erection pressed firmly against her hot body. I was about to lose it.

I put some space between us and reached up to feel her breasts. I’d often wondered what it would be like to have them in my hands. They looked incredible under her shirt, and they felt phenomenal. I slipped my hands under her shirt to feel the silky smoothness of her skin.

She reached behind her and unhooked her bra. I pulled the shirt and bra off and tossed them across the room. She had large nipples, just as I’d imagined.

Now that I knew how they felt in my hands, I had to know how they felt in my mouth. I sucked one nipple in and swirled my tongue around the tip. Her skin tasted sweet and slightly salty. I stopped to sample the other nipple and she let out a deep moan that shook her body.

Clearly she was having difficulty standing. Somehow we made it to her couch. I unzipped her jeans and found a very wet thong. After pulling off the jeans and thong, I played with her pussy lips and clit. When I slid two fingers deep inside her love box, she pulled me down for another tonsillectomy. Soon she was bucking against my fingers, which were wet with her juices.

I pulled off my shirt and stood to remove my pants. As I did, she took in the sight of my full erection. She looked pleased with what I had to offer, and pulled me down on top of her. I moved between her thighs and licked her clit before sucking it into my mouth. She was writhing against my face, but when I pushed my tongue inside her love hole and began tongue-fucking her, she really lost it. She held my head in place and gushed into my mouth. She was one of the juiciest women I’d ever had the pleasure of sucking off.

We kissed passionately again as I slid myself deep into her. She moaned and clutched my ass when I entered her, pulling me deeper inside. I started thrusting harder and harder, and she became more and more vocal. She wrapped her legs around my waist and sucked my tongue into her mouth. I had my first orgasm in less than two minutes, but I was so turned on, there was no losing my erection. She let me know every time she had an orgasm. I had never been with a girl that climaxed so many times — or bothered to tell me. Her verbal updates only excited me more and made me thrust harder into her.

We came again and again. Every time I came, I would stop moving and just stay still within her, filling her up. After two hours of this incredible lovemaking, we got dressed and kissed again. I left her house that day completely satisfied, physically and emotionally. I was still aroused when I got to my house — even after I showered. We’ve had dozens of encounters like this since, but that first day will always stand out from the rest.